Hurr. Soooo I wanted to write story about the post-Destruction ending. I don't want to write a whole story starting with ME1. No point. There is a lot of fics about events from the whole trilogy, so no sense in that. What I want is a story beyond ME3. OFC my Jane Shepard will dream about past event or will mention them and maybe I'll write my take on sex scenes xD Smut, yay! \o/ But later. Awww : Hurr durr durr!

PS. Nice comments are appreciated :* I'm a sensitive creature. (Lol, jk! If you need, be renegade!)

EDIT: I forgot about Thane Oo'' so yeah. Edit, hurr.

EDIT2: Big thanks to Razzberry31 for editing and correcting :)

oOo

She made her choice. Destruction was going to be the end of the Reapers. Just one thing before shooting that damned thing. She opened her omni-tool and typed.

[ I love you, big guy.

J. ]

With determination Jane Shepard shot the structure. No other option made her as sure as this one. There was no place in the universe for the Reapers. An explosion made her fly in an unknown direction and at this point she didn't really care. Covering her face with her hands in the primal attempt of defending her body against new damage. But she REALLY didn't care about wounds or scars. There was only one thing she thought about as she flew. Garrus. With a loud thwack her body smashed against the wall and landed on the rubble, everything had gone black.

oOo

'Shepard. Why are you here?' A familiar voice, a bit too quick, a bit too hasty. 'In your current state you should get out of here ASAP. Though it may be... problematic. Yet... yes, yes. Wake up, Commander.' Words flew through her. She didn't want to wake up. At last she didn't feel any pain... she didn't feel so tired. Shepard only wanted to float in this warm darkness. 'Shepard. Please, wake up. Or my work will be for nothing. It needs you. Alive. Problematic, so problematic.' A three fingered hand touched her abdomen. She snapped her eyes open and looked at the concerned salarian next to her. After a second he smiled. 'That's it, Commander.'

'Mordin...? How? You're dead...' Jane pulled herself to sit up. She looked at her hands, they were clean and unwounded. She wasn't in her armor, just her casual Alliance uniform she liked so much. 'What's going on?'

'You're dead, Commander. As I am dead. But only for a minute now. A lot of damage. Skin burnt on face, neck, hands, forearm. Few bones broken. Fortunately your skull and abdomen intact. Fetus is still fine. Alive. Good. But you don't have time, Commander. You need to go back. You need to live.' Mordin talked fast, in his usual way. His hands fidgeted around her. Jane's jaw dropped after she processed what she had just heard.

'Wait, Professor... what did you say...?! Fetus?' Her hand travelled straight to her abdomen. 'So it worked?' She gaped, shocked at the salarian.

'Yes, Shepard. I told you this therapy would be 100% successful if used. It was hard to make dextro and levo based species to reproduce. A lot of failures at the beginning. But it worked.' The salarian got up from kneeling and offered her a hand. She took it without hesitation and straightened, the feeling of being light and not in pain was indescribable. 'But, to be honest, I wouldn't have guessed you took it so early. And you didn't tell him anything, Commander. To have something for hope, human behaviour really interesting...' Mordin would rabble like that for an eternity but Shepard interrupted him.

'So if I don't have time... How should I get to my body again?' Jane asked, her voice concerned. Her hand instinctively covered her abdomen. A primal gesture of a mother protecting her child.

'You are in your body, Shepard. You just need... to concentrate. Concentrate on your heart, so it will pump the blood. Concentrate on your lungs, so they breath. Concentrate, Commander.' Mordin approached her and placed his hands on her temples. 'This is my strength, my final will, Shepard. I hope you will pass my accomplishment so others will have their offspring as well. It would be a pity if there would be only one levo/dextro hybrid.' He smiled and she smiled back. Jane shook her head, her red hair flew gracefully in the air.

'I wouldn't let that happened, Doctor.' Her green eyes shone with happiness. She really did have something to return for. Or rather two things. 'I think I'm ready, Professor.'

'Of course you are.' Said another familiar voice. She turned around, Anderson was coming towards her, a wide smile on his face. He was also clean, not a scratch on him. 'Good luck, Commander.'

'Thank you, Anderson, Mordin. If it is a boy... be sure he will get your names.'

'Don't worry about that. Now. Like the Professor said, no time to waste. 30 minutes are almost up. Concentrate, because you're running out of time.' Anderson smiled at her. He put his hands on her arm. At the same time Thane appeared on her left side.

'Good luck, Shepard. We will wait for all of you across the sea.' Krios put his hand on her left arm. Warm, energizing feeling radiated from her friends. She looked to the three of them one last time. Jane closed her eyes, a soft murmur escaped her lips.

'Goodbye, we will see each other some day again.' She didn't know if she really could hear their reply or no, concentrating on living was too much to handle. Concentrate Shepard. First heart. Beat… Beat… Beat! As she was concentrating, the darkness around her become more cold and pain returned. I'm going back, Garrus. The pain grew immensely with each moment, almost unbearably. And then…

oOo

*GASP*

A breath! She could breath again. After a long tiring moment she thought her cybernetics would start working on her most major injuries, but they didn't. So that's what the boy had on his mind. Nevermind. Need to find medical facility. Aghh, my face. Her hand reached up to her burned cheek. Ouch. She wanted to sit there and cry. But no, no point in that. With shaking hands she found a button on her armor. Medi-gel was pumped all over her body. She felt a bit better. A bit. Her next move was to send a distress signal to whomever could find her on the Citadel. 'This is Commander Shepard. I'm on the Citadel. Heavily injured. Evac required. Please respond. I'm sending coordinates along with this voice message.' Then she passed out. It could have be hours as she was dozing off and waking and applying medi-gel again and again, till she got enough strength to pull herself to sit. Shepard looked around. She didn't know how she ended on the Citadel again. Yet here she was. Alone. Maybe for the first time in her life she felt miserable and lonely. With a groan she stood up and moved slowly, limping on her right leg. She turned her head back, half-heartedly expecting Garrus would be there, watching her six as always. But he wasn't there. She walked and walked till she found an terminal. It was intact, still working.

'Commander Shepard, how can I help you?' Avina showed herself next to the terminal.

'Avina? You're working. Good.' Breathing heavily she leaned on the terminal. 'I need medical help. Where is the nearest hospital? Or medical center?'

'Sirta Medical Center is the nearest facility. There are active med-drones with med-pods. I will send them here ASAP. ETA 3 minutes.' Shepard fell to her knees. She was already worn out from walking and standing. After 3 minutes med-drones with a pod appeared. With a groan she stood up and lay on the pod. A Med-drone scanned her face.

'Identification confirmed. Commander Shepard, Council Spectre, female, 32 years old.' After the scanning was complete, drones scanned her body. 'Skin burned, 14%. Internal organs intact. Left forearm, bone fractured. Three rib bones fractured. Right tibia bone, fractured. Pregnancy confirmed.' Her gaze snapped at the drone. So it wasn't a dream. Mordin was real. I'm... I'm! She didn't hear rest of drones diagnosis, thoughts sprinted through her head at FTL speed. 'Commander Shepard, need permission to move you to Sirta Medical Center number 24.' Jane gaped at the drone for a moment.

'Ah... yes. Permission granted.' They went to the Med Center. Drones took care of her injuries. They tried to gain access to her implants and cybernetics.

'We need to restart your implants and cybernetics. It will take 15 minutes.' After a quarter of an hour, drones somehow restarted them… soon she felt a lot better. In the meantime she sent a distress signal five times. I need to contact him too. She typed on her omni-tool a message.

[ Vakarian. You won't believe

what shit happened to me.

And yes, I'm still kickin' so

better bring that bony ass

here or I'll go crazy.

Love ya. J.]

After few hours pasted when someone finally replied to her distress call, she felt utterly happy when she recognized his voice.

'Shepard. Do you hear me? It's me, Wrex.' His face appeared on her holo screen. She smiled wide and opened the vid-call with her omni-tool. Wrex was grinning like crazy at her.

'Wrex!' She typed on her omni-tool to send coordinates. 'Here are new coordinates. I moved to Sirta Medical Center number 24. Drones are taking care of my injuries. Better hurry. I'm bit lonely up here.'

'Hehe. It's good to hear your still kickin', Shep. Hey! Don't push.' Suddenly his face vanished and a womans head appeared.

'Shepard I thought I would kick your dead body for your stupid stunts. Better prepare your ass for my foot!' Although Jack's eyes were flooded with tears she was smiling at Shepard. 'We will be there in 20. So don't dare fucking move. And what happened to your face? Damn it's more ugly now than it was. Take care of yourself sometime, asshole.'

'Oh, just an explosion to my face. Same shit, different day. Don't worry Jack, you're still uglier than me. And, it's not like I'm really able to move. It hurts like hell. What about the Normandy?' Jack laughed.

'Stop bitching around like a little pussy, idiot.' She winked at the Commander. Then she bit her lip. 'I don't know anything about the Normandy. We will have to wait for Hackett. Human, turian and krogan fleets are coming back. ETA two weeks. But Shep, end of babbling. Just wait for us. Jack out.' Wrex appeared on screen.

'Yeah, wait for us, Shepard. Wrex out.' After they logged out Jane felt tired, and anxious about the Normandy. After a moment she decided she could sleep a bit more.

oOo

Two weeks later Shepard woke up in a clean room. She could tell it was hospital. Calming blue walls, a bit cracked in some areas, and medical equipment shouted at her Hospital! How she hated those places. She spotted a salarian at the end of the room, standing with a back to her. 'Where…? Who…?'

'Ah! Commander, you're awake. I'm Doctor Ionnas Solus.' The Salarian approached Shepard, typing something quickly on his omni-tool.

'Solus…? Like Mordin Solus?' She looked at him confused.

'Ah, yes. Uncle. I'm his nephew. Anyway. I sedated you for two weeks, Commander. Your skin was severely burned and some of your bones were fractured, we took care of them. Your body is fully functional again. As for the fetus: it is intact and in good shape.' Ionnas scanned her body and nodded. 'Yes, everything is all right.'

'So you know about…?' She gestured toward her abdomen.

'Of course. Uncle send me the data after his research was done. He said that if something happened to him, I should take care of your pregnancy.' The Salarian nodded again. 'There is also turian and human doctors, they will also evaluate progress of your and fetal health during pregnancy period.' After a moment a turian female walked in the room.

'Commander Shepard. So good to see you awake. I'm Doctor Arteria Shakria, a medic from the Turian troops stationed on Earth.' Her subharmonics hummed in greeting. Shepard learned almost every sound of turian secondary vocals already. She also learned some hums as well. But she only used them with one special turian.

'How are they handling? What with Primarch Victus?' Shepard was concerned about everyone who fought the Reapers on Earth.

'There were a lot of casualties. More than half of the soldiers are dead or MIA.' She hummed in sadness. Shepard's head hung down. 'Primarch Victus is fine. He's asking about you every day. After we run tests and evaluate that everything is fine, you will be able to meet him tomorrow.' Doctor Arteria came closer toward Shepard's bed. The salarian doctor exchanged data with her and she scrolled through it.

'I'm fine, really. Please don't worry. What's about the Normandy? And Admiral Hackett?' Arteria spread her mandibles in a turian grin.

'Yes, yes. If I believed my patients and their 'I'm fine' talk, I would have a lot of deceased on my roster. As for the Normandy... I'm very sorry, I don't know anything about your crew. And as for Admiral Hackett, fifth fleet docked a few hours ago. I bet he will meet you tomorrow. Now please rest.' Her subharmonics reverberated with command.

'As you say, Doc. I'll behave.' Shepard smiled and laid her head on the pillow. 'One more question… what about my child…? Is everything alright with it…?' Jane's hand rubbed her belly through the covers.

'Apart from that it's a human-turian hybrid, everything is all right. I would say it's at 5 weeks.' Arteria typed on her omni-tool and a visualisation of the embryo appeared above her forearm. Jane's heartbeat paced. Warm feelings embraced her. Is this how it feels to see your child for the first time? God, it's so tiny. How did it survive all this mess? 'Here it is. Sorry, we still don't know if it's male or female.' Doctor Solus walked up to Arteria and looked at Shepard.

'When did you start the therapy?'

'Six weeks ago, I think.' Shepard relived that moment in her head. She was alone in her quarters. They were moving towards the Cerberus Base to confront the Illusive Man. Everything was already prepared, all war assets gained, military readiness 100%. Only one last fight, only one last struggle and everything would end. One way or another. But she wanted something to hope for, she took up the box from Mordin. Three syringes inside and a data-pad with the research data, which she could pass on for other couples. One syringe for every day, and she would have something to fight for beside the man whom she loved so much. Why she did it? She didn't know. Anyone else would have said that it wasn't good timing. That she was crazy to even think about it. Screw them, it's my life. She was so done with playing the hero, she wanted something for herself for a change. And it worked, worked damn well.

'Good. As I said.' The Salarian smiled. 'Everything is fine. Please rest now. If you need something, please call the nurse.' Shepard nodded and shifted on her bed. Both doctors turned and almost left the room when she looked at her wrist. There was no omni-tool.

'Um… one more thing… where is my omni-tool…?' Both of them looked at each other then at Jane.

'It should be on the nightstand next to your bed, or in the drawer.' Arteria answered. She turned around and approached the nightstand, searching for it. 'Ah, here it is. Please, Commander, don't tire yourself or we will be forced to take it from you.' The Turian female winked at Jane and smiled, spreading her mandibles wide.

'As I said, doc, I'll be a good girl.' Shepard smiled back and put her omni-tool on her wrist. She waited for the doctors to leave the room, when they did she turned on the tool and logged in. It was only a moment till all her messages downloaded. First was from Jack.

[ Bitch, when you wake up

give me a call… or I'll

tear that place to shreds.

I fucking mean it!

Jack- ]

Shepard smiled at that. Next message was from Hackett.

[ Commander, I'm glad you're

alive. Doctors said that you

were sedated. When you

wake up and read this message

please call me ASAP. Thank

god comm buoys are intact.

Admiral Hackett ]

Shepard grunted. Everyone wanted her to call. Jesus-fucking-christ, was she a pop star or something? I'll call. Don't worry. No rush. She opened another message.

[ Shepard, call me or Jack,

or I'll go crazy and headbutt

that impatient idiot.

Wrex ]

Jane snorted. Fucking A. They are the best. She got some other messages… from Kasumi, from Samara, hell, even from Zaeed. But there was no message from Garrus. She opened a new message.

[ Did you get my message?

Where are you, Garrus?

Don't play jokes with me. I'm

in hospital on Earth. Waiting

for you.

J. ]

She send it. But it wasn't enough. She send another one after a minute.

[ Please answer me. ]

And another one.

[ I'm starting to panic here.

Please, you stupid turian,

don't be an ass.

J. ]

She lay there, in the hospital bed, angry and nervous. Her hand went up to rake through her hair, but she found that hair was shaved short. Yeah, fucking explosion burned my hair. Be-fucking-utiful. She snorted and smiled to herself. But grim thoughts returned at FTL he didn't send her anything? For fuck sake, even Hackett sent me a message! The woman started to fidget on her bed. Ok, no need to worry. Maybe comm buoys aren't so intact as Hackett said. Better call Jack or she really will come here and blow this place to shit. She typed a command on her omni-tool for a vid call. After a second Jack answered.

'Hey, ugly! Where is your hair? Oh! I know! You wanted to look like me. You whore, you will never be as pretty as me.' She snorted loudly. 'You know? I thought I would just charge in there with my krogan friend here.' Jane could hear Wrex's growl. 'Anyway, we are coming, just wait...' Shepard snorted this time and interrupted Jack's rabble.

'Wait, Jack. Docs won't let you. I just woke up and can't get any visitors today. They need to run some tests and shit. Usual. You need to rest, Commander, yadda yadda…'

'Screw that! I don't care what some smart-fucks say! I'll be there in 2 hours. So you better prepare that shit-hole for me or there will be a major shitstorm unleashed up there!' Jack's angry face showing pure determination. Wrex just laughed.

'Better prepare them, Shep. I'm tagging along so… you know… angry krogan and stuff.' His face appeared next to Jack's.

'Fine, fine. Hotheads. But shut up. Answer my questions first. Where is the Normandy? Garrus is not responding to my mes-' Shepard's speech was interrupted by Jack's laugh. She looked at the biotic and frowned. 'What…?'

'You miss your turian cock already? How sweet. Don't worry he'll bite you just like the way you love it in no time. Hehe. From what I know, Joker was such an ass that he jumped to the wrong relay and they crashed on some hell-hole of a planet. Not populated at all and shit. They fixed your beautiful ship and are on their way to Earth. I bet that old ass, Hackett, knows when they will come to Earth, so better ask him.' Wrex nodded at that.

'Joker is a good pilot. I bet, his sorry ass was on fire if he made such a mistake.' Shepard widened her eyes. Wrex was defending Joker, un-fucking-believable. 'Ok, Shepard. We will be at your place in two-three hours. So get some shut-eye. Wrex out.'

'See you, kids!' Jane grinned.

'Jack out, bitch!' Jack's mischievous grin was the last thing she saw when the vid call ended. Next she typed Hackett's ID and waited for the call to connect.

'Admiral.' The Commander saluted the hologram of Admiral Hackett.

'Commander.' He saluted back. 'I couldn't believe it. You made it. But seeing your face… God… what happened up there…? No, don't tell me. We will talk tomorrow. I talked with your doctors already, they will permit a for meeting tomorrow. Please rest.'

'Yes, sir!' She smiled at the older man.

'Good, Hackett out.' His face vanished. She was alone again. Jane called a nurse and told her that she had visitors coming to see her, and they won't accept a refusal for visiting, so they had better let them in. The young woman nodded, she didn't dare to argue with the Commander. Shepard felt strange, the nurse looked at her like she was a goddess, not human. The pure awe in the woman's gaze was shocking. Hell… if everyone reacted to her like that, she would have to buy a place somewhere hot and tropical… and answered too few messages, but after a moment, she felt tired. Soon she dozed off.

oOo

She woke up startled by noises outside of the room. She could overhear Wrex and Jack's angry voices and another one, she was certain it was Doctor Arteria's. She pressed the button calling for a nurse and soon the nurse along with the turian doctor, Wrex and Jack, were inside the room.

'Can't you two be civil just once?' She smiled at her friends. Wrex grinned at her, and Jack grunted. The doctor only shook her head and left them alone.

'Bitch, I don't know what that word even means.' With a mischievous smile she approached Shepard's bed. 'How are you? From up close you look even more shitty.'

'What can I say? Not everyone can get such good looks like you.' Jack laughed and sat at the end of her bed.

'You're fucking right! Wrex, get that chair and sit your sorry ass down.' The biotic ordered the krogan around like a boss. Wrex grunted in reply but did as he was told. After a second Kasumi materialised in the room.

'Shepard. I was so afraid. Good, I'm glad you're alive.' Ms Goto smiled under her hood. She approached Shepard and sat on the other side of the bed from Jack.

'Kas! You little... how long have you been here?' Jane smiled at the little woman.

'I entered with those two. They made such a ruckus that I don't know why I even bothered hiding.' Kasumi leaned towards Shepard and grabbed her hand. She squeezed it lightly. 'Congratulation on your pregnancy.' Jane made an 'o' with her mouth. At the same time Wrex and Jack shouted What?!

'How do you…? Why do I even bother to ask...' Shepard shook her head. 'You entered my files. Ah, Kas… same as always.'

'What? I just wanted to know if everything was fine with you.' She smiled apologetically. 'You are my friend after all.' Jane smiled at everyone.

'I'm so lucky I have you all.' A tear fell from her cheek. 'It's just that… I...' Kasumi stood up and came closer to Shepard, hugging her tightly.

'I know, Shep. I know that you want him back. Don't worry. The Normandy is on her way.' The thief pulled back and smiled under her hood. 'We will update you if we know anything more.'

'Thank you, Kasumi… tell me… what happened after the Crucible fired?'

'Oh, that was fucking A, Shepard.' Jack laughed. 'Reapers just fell, everyone threw a big party! Two days of booze and sex. Believe me, best fucking party I ever attended… except that one in your apartment on the Citadel. I still don't remember some things...' She grinned like crazy.

'Yeah, me too. And Grunt was so drunk. Good you captured him on vid… you know, when he was in your bathroom. I'm sad hanar can't wear sweaters. Best of the best.' Wrex laughed hoarsely. 'After the party we helped to clean the streets and everyone is now occupied with finding survivors… or move bodies. A bit grim, but we need to do this shit.' Jane nodded to that silently. 'Now drones are fixing buildings. People are working together.'

'You going to Tuchanka, Wrex?' Jane asked sadly.

'Yes. In two days I'm leaving with the krogan fleet. Want to get there before Bakara gives birth. She said that I can stay here, but sorry Shepard, too much work to do on Tuchanka to sit here. I can't babysit you my whole life.' Wrex patted her arm, she winced at him.

'Oi! I babysat my little krogan tank baby, who will babysit me?' Jane laughed for a moment then smiled warmly at Wrex. 'That's fine, Wrex. Go take care of Bakara... and make some changes for the krogan.'

'I will certainly do that, Shepard.' He stood up and took his chair to put back next to the wall. 'I need to go now. Give some orders and shit. Take care, Shepard.' The women waved him goodbye as he left the room. Then Kasumi laid her hand on Jane's stomach.

'So how is little Vakarian holding up there?' Jane and Jack snapped their heads toward Kasumi.

'What?!' Jack yelled. 'Bitch… you…? With Garrus?! How, for motherfucking Christ? And you didn't tell me?' Jack stood up with rage. Her biotics snapped at her hands.

'Calm down, Jack. When did I have time to say it anyway?' Shepard sighed, her face sad. 'Mordin researched therapy for me… that I could get pregnant with Garrus… hell, Jack, he doesn't know yet. And I can't even get in contact with him.' Jack calmed and got a chair to sit down in, shame all over her face. She shifted a few times, when the silence was prolonged.

'Sorry, Shep. It's just that I was… ok, I'll say it once. I was worried. I still am.' Both Kasumi and Jane looked at her shocked. 'Don't look like that! I have feelings too. But don't tell anyone or I'll send my biotic fist up your asses.' All three women grinned at each other.'

'My lips are sealed, Jack.' Shepard made a zip gesture on her lips. 'By the way…someone give me a mirror. How is my face?' Kasumi and Jack looked at each other worried. Then thief stood up and took a small mirror from her pocket. She handed it to Jane. Shepard looked at herself. Big burn scars on her left cheek was nasty, yes but nothing else, she felt relieved. 'Not that bad. I'll slap some face-paint on there, and no one will even notice.' She snorted at that, same thing she said to Garrus when he was hit with a rocket to the face. Now they got matching scars. 'And look at my forearm. God, it looks like a fucking maze. I can trail a line to the exit with a marker.'

'The Great Commander Shepard is concerned by her looks. Oh, oh, oh... You're good. And if you want, I can make you nice tattoo there.' Jack leaned on her chair, her legs propped on the end of the bed. After that the three of them talked for a hour about current events, shared crappy jokes till Shepard felt so exhausted she fell asleep. Kasumi and Jack smiled at each other and left her to rest.

oOo

Shepard dreamed about her first meeting with Garrus. In her mind it was really so random. Vakarian could have been anywhere on the Citadel at that time. Yet he was in the Council Chamber right when she was. He was arguing with Executor Pallin over his investigation on Saren and she happened to overhear it. First glance at him made her heart stir. She didn't find turians attractive at that time, but Garrus… had something about him. She didn't know what and at this point she didn't even care. Maybe it was his eyes? Those impossibly blue eyes. After the first meeting, she almost ran to get some intel about the turian, to find him, to let him join the crew. Everything went so fast from that point. In no time they were best friends. Jane didn't spend as much time with anyone as she spent with him. How she could get scolded about launching the Mako from the cliffs… or about how insane a driver she was. Oh, she loved how Garrus and Wrex… and Tali… were screaming from the backseat. It's not her fault that everywhere they drove the ground was uneven. Or maybe she was just a bit suicidal. After every mission he was fixing the Mako, and she would sit next to him, or lay on the top of the Mako. Shepard would hear neverending complaints about parts he had to replace. About the hull that was so fractured that it was physically impossible to make it straight again. Thruster parts exchanged methodically every week or two. Yet Garrus always repaired the Mako. Jane remembered those precious moments when they could relax between missions, watching vids and making stupid jokes. Vakarian even agreed to watch 'Fleet and Flotilla' with her and Tali 5 times. She had laughed so hard over his expression when both women sang Tali's favourite song from the movie. Did she care for him that much from the beginning? Yes, and Spirits help me, I want him back.